Date: Wed, 20 Dec 2000 16:52:19 -0500
From: Barrett Evans
Subject: Rivers Edge - 1 (B/b bond oral cons)
Story Codes B/b bond oral cons
WARNING:
This story may contain descriptions of sexual acts between boys and girls
of various ages. If this is not to your tastes, please leave now (unless
you want to be educated and have an open mind that is!)
The story is copyrighted by the author. Please do not distribute it to
any newsgroups and/or other web-sites without permission of the author.
You may, however, send it to your friends in any form you wish, as long
as payment is neither requested or received.
The story is fiction. Any resemblance to any individual, alive or dead,
isn't intended but is a nice idea... "
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Chapter1 - Dams Away
Hi, my name is Austin and I am 11. I'm also gay, or at least I think I am,
because I get very excited when I watch other boys bodies especially at
school in the changing rooms. I am pretty shy and keep my self to my self
most of the time and I don't really have any real good friends, a bit of
a loner you could say. I am good looking though and that at least makes
me feel good when I admire my body and blond hair in the mirror, I love
my hair, fine and shiny the best way it could possibly be.
Anyway I want to tell you about the time I met Oliver, he was much older
than me at 13, but I didn't know much about him at all at the time.
I had gone of to play on my own as I often did down by the stream close
to our house, I had a favorite place which was under two trees and was
surrounded on all sides except the stream side by bushes which enclosed
it a bit like an igloo. The other side of the stream was totally overgrown
with bushes, so this gave me a private hiding place I could play by the
water.
It was a hot day, the Friday in question and the school holidays had only
just started so I decided to go down to my den. My plan was to construct a
new design Dam for the stream, better than all my previous attempts that
would deepen the depth of the stream by my den, then I hoped I would be
able to paddle in the cool water.
Anyway, enough rambling I set to work on the dam starting from the sides of
the stream where the water depth was only an inch or so and moving in
towards the middle where the depth was three or four inches. The whole
stream was five or six foot wide, nothing spectacular. I knew from
experience that as I progressed inwards, the water pressure would increase.
To counter this I placed supports using the strips of wood I had taken
from my Dads garage as jams between the main dam timber and the sides of
the banks. I had remembered to bring some nails and a hammer in order to
fix the jams into position on the main dam timber.
I built the dam about twelve inches high, so that would give me a water
depth of twelve inches in the middle which I thought would do. Anyway, my
new design was going well, but the water was cold and banging in nails
was not as easy as it should have been when your fingers were not freezing.
I had soon reduced the flow down to the middle two feet and the water was
rushing through at this point. My plan then was to add rocks and stones
and other bits and pieces just in front of the dam so that the water
was deflected up and over the top rather than directly against the wood.
I had determined in my planning that this would help reduce the force
of the water as it hit the dam, instead deflecting it over the top. I was
so engrossed that when I needed to pee, it was urgent and in the usual way,
as I had done many times before, I moved to the edge of the den and pee'd
into the bushes.
It was only then that I heard the sound of movement, but I never thought
it was really close until I heard....
"Hey, nice cock you got there", from the bushes in front but slightly to the
left. "Jesus", I shrieked and leapt back putting my tackle away quickly.
In front of me a boy about 13 stood up and introduced himself....
"Hi my names Irvin, can I help you with the dam, I've been watching for
ages".
"No, and how did you find me in here", I asked.
"Well, you were making quite a bit of noise banging in those nails and I
wondered what was going on, and why can't I play in here with you", he
asked.
"Well, this is my den and my dam and I don't need any help", I rather
unreasonably responded.
"Can I just watch you then", Irvin asked.
"I suppose then", but I was disappointed, because that had blown my idea
of a skinny dip in the cool water, I wasn't going to do it in front of
him.
So he sat down on an old tree stump while I carried on aware of his eyes
watching my every move. This took most of the fun away and I really didn't
want to fail now or he would say I should have let him help. I needed to
prove to him that I didn't need him.
Finally I placed in the last lengths of wood, but I had to kneel in the
raging flow of water which of course when the wood was in place, rushed
over the top at a height of twelve inches drenching me. It was hot though
so I didn't really care and it would dry of when I was out in the sun on
my walk home.
Once I had secured the final pieces and placed the rubble in front to
deflect the waters flow I could get back to the bank with a smile on my
face and admire my work.
"Bravo", accompanied by clapping came from Irvin as I stood proud of my
achievement.
"So now what are you going to do", asked Irvin.
"Oh that's it for today, I'm off home now", I replied wishing I could have
finished with my dip.
"Oh, can't you stay and maybe we could play another game", Irvin asked.
Well Irvin seemed an Ok type of guy and I didn't really want to go home,
so maybe if his game was good I would hang around a little longer.
"o.K., then what do you have in mind", I asked.
"Well how about you tie me up and I see if I can get away", he suggested.
Well, that was an interesting idea, but where was this leading I thought
and how as I supposed to tie him up.
"What with then Irvin, what do I tie you up with", I asked.
He rushed back out through the bush and a few seconds later emerged with a
handful of pieces of rope in his hand, "I found them further up the stream
earlier on", with a smile on his face.
So I decided I had nothing to lose here and I might even make a friend out
of this. I took the pile of ropes and asked Irvin to step forward into the
middle and then I moved, gently, his arms behind his back and wound the rope
around his wrists about five or six times. Then I tied the ends using the
best knot I could. Finally I did the same process to his ankles, but to
make sure he couldn't get loose I tied the loose end of the piece around his
ankles through the rope around his wrists and pulled it taught.
"OK, that should do it, now I will give you ten minutes to get loose", I
announced to Irvin.
This was followed by a massage degree of physical effort from Irvin as he
tried to get loose sending him off balance and crashing to the ground. It
didn't stop there though as he struggled rolling all over to get free.
I was impressed by his efforts, but they would never work and after about
five minutes he surrendered to me.
So having had a good giggle I released him and tried to conceal the little
stiffie that had developed in my damp trousers from all the movement in
what I had noticed was a very nice body. The bondage had actually turned
me on and my mind was trying to cope with this new thought.
"Right, time for me to tie you up and see if you can get loose", Irvin
announced.
Now, that was not what I had in mind and I wasn't to sure just how much I
trusted Irvin just yet, so I said "No way ma, you're crazy".
"Me crazy, now I trusted you didn't I, if you want me to be your friend
you have to trust me as well", he argued.
Well, this was pretty true, I should trust him if I wanted a friend, but
did I, now that was a hard decision, but it had to be made. Also, if I
agreed would I get hard again and would he notice, I pulled my T-shirt
out of my shorts knowing it was big enough and loose enough to conceal
any possible stiffie. Then I took a deep breath and agreed.
"OK then but you better not hurt me or leave me", I warned.
"Course not I wouldn't do that to you", he replied with a sly smile on his
face.
With that he instructed me to stand in the same spot as he had. I
automatically put my hands behind my back ready for him to tie them, but
he asked for them around the front. I thought that this was great because
I could easily undo my ankles like this. He followed my lead and wrapped
the rope around my wrists a few times and then tied them tightly, however
he used a much longer piece of rope. With out warning he threw the
remaining length of rope over the branch above my head and pulled the end
down toward the base of one of the bushes lifting my arms up over my head.
"Hey, what's the idea", I shouted.
"Is it hurting?", he asked.
"No, but you didn't say you would do it like this".
"Well, I thought it would be better after all I don't want you to escape,
do you want me to let you down", he asked.
Well I couldn't back out, so I said No and played along, but their was a
problem. Lifting my arms up like this had lifted my T-shirt up above my
shorts, and for some reason as soon as I realised this I started to get
hard.
Maybe it was the danger in this situation and would he see, or maybe
I was just enjoying it more than I had thought, whatever I was getting
excited down there.
Next he kneeled down in front of me with another length of rope to tie my
ankles, but stopped seeing my now obvious bulge at eye level. I felt
my whole face burning red as I looked down at the top of his still head.
Then he looked up at me and smiled, "Your enjoying this aren't you".
"Maybe", and I smiled back.
Irvin proceeded to wrap the rope securely around my ankles and tie a good
knot to make sure I could not get loose then he looped the remaining end
of the rope through a tree root which came up out of the ground and then
went back under again. I was now very impressed with his observational
skills in determining these an courage points. He pulled on the rope so
that it pulled my ankle backwards and forced me to put my body weight in
my arms. It also forced my stomach and groin forwards accentuating my
already very noticeable but covered hard dick.
Somehow this position seemed to further excite me and seemed also to make
my already hard penis even harder.
"Are you alright", Irvin asked me reassuring me of my trust in him.
"Yes, but I won't be able to stay like this for long", I replied.
"OK, I am nearly done now, it won't take long believe me", said Irvin.
"Can I see what your dick looks like", he asked.
Well, I could have said No, but he could have taken a peek anyway, I
couldn't really stop him now, anyway I trusted him now so I said "Yes if
you really want to".
Irvin wiped his hands on his sides and then moved his hand up the side of
my leg towards my shorts, every hair on my body stood on end as I looked
up at the rope around my wrists.
Then I felt his fingers shaking, fumbling at the cord on the front of my
shorts, it seemed to take for ever. Silence, no even a bird, even the
stream seemed to have stopped waiting to see what I had hidden inside.
He moved his fingers into the elastic at the top and began to pull my
shorts down, slowly at first but as more of my deep blue underwear was
revealed more quickly as if he was becoming impatient. Finally I felt the
shorts drop down the last part of my body to fall around my bound ankles.
My cock throbbed inside the confinement of my swim trunks which I had put
on in preparation for my dip to test the idea before going nude. In my mind
I begged him to hurry and release my organ to the air relieving some of
my discomfort.
His hand cupped my bulge and brushed gently over it sending sparks from the
tip of my organ directly down to my aching balls. Once more his finger
fumbled with the cord holding my trunks tight to my body. But this time
things were easier for Irvin and in no time his fingers ventured over the
edge of my trunks as he peeled them down.
As he moved them down revealing my hairless crotch and slowly revealing my
hard shaft he gasped.
"Wow, what a little beauty you are Austin", he whispered in a broken voice.
As my tip emerged from the edge of my trunks, my dick sprung upwards
slapping hard against my stomach. I looked down, but couldn't see it with
my T-shirt hanging outwards from my body.
Irvin's next move was totally unexpected stealing all the wind from my lungs
as his fingers wrapped around my dick squeezing it hard and then beginning a
slow masturbation up and down my now rigid shaft. I gasped for air and
arched forwards to meet his moving hand clenching the cheeks of my arse
together waiting for the inevitable orgasm.
But Irvin was slow, moving gently and precisely to ensure that I did not
release my sperm to quickly spoiling the fun we were both having.
"Are you still OK Austin", Irvin asked.
"Ummmmmm, Yeh, just keep doing it please Irvin", I responded.
Irvin now had me purring like a cat and the will of his fingers every
movement bringing me closer to my dreams.
But, then Irvin took it the final step as his warm wet lips touched the
head of my dick and his fingers switched their attention to my hanging
balls.
"Oh, my god, Irvin, do it, please", as I pulled as hard as I could on my
bindings trying to get my shaft as deep as I could down his throat.
For the first time in my life I was being masturbated and sucked off by
another boy, a fantasy which had generated many wet dreams over the past
few years usually populated by my school friends.
His tongue swirled around my now raging dick head as he squeezed his
lips hard onto my shaft moving them up and down it's length. To add to
this already stunning sensation he gently sucked on me in rhythm with his
movements. I couldn't believe it could be so good and that I could last so
long under this intense manipulation.
Then as I reached that ultimate high, as my balls under the added pressure
of Irvin's fingers retracted into my body and sperm flew into the throat
of Irvin. He made no attempt to remove my penis, instead preferring to
maintain the stimulation on my now hypersensitive dick head.
I screamed aloud as he continued extracting every dribble of juice from
my body. He finally removed his hold on me and I collapsed with my eyes
closed supported by the ropes.
"Was that what you wanted Austin", he asked.
"Oh, yes, that was unbelievable Irvin", I replied.
He undid the ropes and I collapsed onto the floor exhausted.
"Do you want to do it again, maybe you could do me next time, that would
be nice", he suggested.
"If you want me to, I would love to", I said.
It was going to be a wonderful summer with my new friend Irvin.
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Just a short one, keep everyone happy, I might add to it who knows.
Don't Spam me, or I might Spam you back....
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Thanks
Barrett (barrett_e@hotmail.com)
A boys innocence is never lost through good only evil.